Warning: Many trigger warnings (self harm, suicide, rape, etc.) will be included in this list.
whispers baby steps
I guess the problem is when one makes no step? lol
illustrious-rocket replied to your post:
Maybe look at some prompts and write some drabbles? I’d really miss your Rikako if she never comes back.
Yeah I thought about it too, maybe I should give it a serious thought though orz Wow I wasn’t expecting someone to eventually miss me? ahah
kouzaburo-toumato replied to your post:
rewatch/reread parts of the series, then start heckling people in their ask inboxes. foolproof method!?!?!
I’m already re-watching the whole series because they’re airing it dubbed in italian… as for “bothering” people, I honestly can’t tell if I’d be a funny nuisance or only a nuisance, if it makes sense? Indeed it’s a foolproof method, but I’m still a big idiot.
inspector-tsunemori-akane replied to your post:
((*clings to* Do you know how much I feel your pain? *IhavenomuseforAkaneanymorewelpsobs*))
*pats head* I know I know… It’s not like I have no muse, I just have no idea what to do so I’m kind of lost, consequently I lose inspiration… I guess I’ll try to write some replies sooner or later… at least it’s still better than doing nothing.
(( Here’s a short recap of the Psycho Pass Zero Drama CD, part 2, in case you missed it. ))
Tana French, In the Woods
A breathe-taking scenery that served no purpose, as the situation differed from the initial idea Aika had. A murder never supposed to happen, yet she was willing to support the consequences of her failure. Although her heart was crumbling, although grief was overwhelming, breaking was not an option as it meant defeat. Struggling to survive was essential in order to surpass the obstacle. In order to keep your humanity. Yet, was there any point in holding to its remnants? A family that no longer existed was the sole motif for her sanity to be kept in place, yet would such morale degrading be utilized to something? Would it aid in the first place, instead of caused her to fall further, to allow darkness to engulf her with no method of escaping? Aika thought that despair played its role, fulfilling it, yet if she allowed herself to be weak, to get destroyed, then the people that often ensured her protection and died, would have perished for naught.
”If you were to be obliged to face that your selfish actions led to the death of somebody you loved…what would do you, Rikako?" A question that probably had no answer, as there was no point in inquiring a reply. Rikako was not involved into such a twisted world like hers; the girl had been fortunate not to be part of such savagery.
A chilly, icy wind that seemed refreshing, as if it cleansed the blood, the memories, yet it had no such effect. Despite the felt emptiness, Aika felt at ease, as disregarding her acts, there was no method to break her. Her mother’s death, although caused by her was just a motif to war. One that would result into tragedies, as she had no mercy left, no pity for anybody. Those who dared to devise such a disgusting plan in order to destroy her would dearly pay for such an error that caused her to murder her family. Teeth clenched in rage, the woman stared at the sky for a sole second, before turning, as wasting time had no meaning. There was a person, one that kept breathing and feared for her life, for her father’s. One that Aika didn’t want to disappoint or allow to die.
”Rest assured. There will be no motif for you to get involved further or for me to allow harm to befall on you. I apologize for dragging you into such a vicious world.”
Apologies did naught, yet Aika felt the need to ask for forgiveness as her heart would be soothed, if only a little. As she started to walk, the girl assured herself Rikako followed closely, as for the moment, wasting time with crying was pointless. The safety of a civilian was at stake. While she was not a good person, wasting human lives in such a manner did naught. There was no motif to allow a person to perish for a mistake, for an error made into a foreign country that offered her the possibility of encountering its darkest side.
”I appreciate your willingness of not unveiling the witnessed events. I am indebted to you, Rikako.”
Her decision to not talk about the event she had witnessed was made out of convenience: this was not the world Rikako lived it, and to keep her mouth shut about something that would bring nothing but problems was the wisest thing to do; also, even though Aika couldn’t know it, that apathetic side of the black-haired’s character needed to be taken into account, while she could appear caring and interested, it didn’t necessarily mean that a real concern was behind her gestures, as if she was putting a glass between herself and the world for which she had no attraction.
“You are not. I only want to leave this country sound and safe when the day will come, that’s all”.
While her tone of voice could sound almost reassuring, the way she was only looking in front of herself with absent eyes served was enough to betray her words.
It was not something that happened often, and be either for self-defense or real indifference, this facet of her was completely unknown to her relationship with the father, and probably her behavior was only due to the thoughts which were heaping inside her mind, making the girl fall into a contemplative silence. Even though it was true that girl was absolutely desperate when she arrived, it was undeniable how Aika was able to get over it to merely accomplish a duty. If something similar were to happen to her, if someone would kill her beloved dad, and she would see him die in front of her eyes, how would she react? Would she able to stand up and move on? It seemed impossible. While the absence of her mother was completely unnoticed and it actually made her particularly relieved, losing her father would mean to lose a piece of her heart, and she couldn’t tell if she should admire Aika, or rather pity her.
The changes in the temperature and the fresh wind made her subtly shiver, disarranging her long hair which at times covered her sight, keeping them behind her ears was for now enough to not annoy her; Rikako followed Aika closely, observing her and her movements, wondering if she could draw information by doing it. She was not really interested for now, but at least she wanted to understand in which measure she could trust the red-haired, if she was actually grate and ready to pay for what she called a debt, or if it was just a farce. If Aika really belonged to such world, then she could be killed at any time, Rikako doubted she could survive to it; her appearance was quite eye-catching, probably due to the crimson colour of her hair, in general, she could say the other was a rather pretty woman, but the evil is even more dangerous when it hides behind beautiful faces.
“For what concerns that first question”. She broke the silence but not because of a sense of uneasiness, if there was nothing to say, then it would have been better to not speak at all, pointless conversations were for those unable to feel at easy when around other people. “Love always implies selfish actions, even if we consider our feelings to be disinterested, they are not: they are not from the moment we wish to be loved in return. If you want my opinion, you shouldn’t be hard with yourself: how it is actually selfish your desire to protect your mother? The fact that the result was tragic, it doesn’t mean the action itself was not virtuous. But if I was in your situation, though…”. Rikako hesitated a moment, looking up to the sky and taking a deep breath. “I don’t know if I’d be able to accept it and move on. I’d rather die to avenge the one I love than wait for the day I will reunite with him again”.